On this rainy Tuesday, the heavy humidity feels pleasant
I can hear her emotions resounding from the destroyed bedroom
Her discontent, greed, jealousy, and confining nature
Will she eventually end my suffering and break me down?
On this rainy Tuesday, I don't want to go into that bedroom
Predisposed to hysteria, you're fascinated with your wrists again
My suffering will eventually sever the pipe
Just as planned, you did break me down
Is this your true self, following on my heels flirting even now?
It makes me laugh, how ugly you are...
Scattering, scattering roses in the saliva - tonight, there are no tears.
Scattering, scattering - I loved you, the past, those sweet days I can't return to
On this rainy Tuesday, in my nausea and headache
My convulsing pupils caught sight of you running away
I want to keep playing, I want to feel it until I'm sick of it
Give me the satisfaction of ending your greed
Crying out in tears, my face is void of expression
Let's mingle together to liberate ourselves more, and deteriorate...
Deeply, deeply, as if to melt, deep suffering, pain, and anguish
I am captivated and drowning in this danger and bewitching beauty
Scattering, scattering undampened flowers and your frigidity [2]
Left to pleasure myself, trembling, trembling - if I came, the daily regrets would be in vain
On this rainy Tuesday, the heavy humidity feels pleasant
My new girlfriend is a type A addict in a wheelchair
You're a quiet, cleanly, pure rose without a speck of dirt
Let's hope every day that the 12th victim won't appear.
duminică, 29 martie 2009
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